Maybe it was a skunk who…

7 Jul

Disclaimer, we talk about inappropriate things like stinky farts in our house on occasion.  Read with discretion, but you get to look at this cute kid, so there is that:


After Mass today, I took Jonah to pick out his own ice cream from the health food store for his birthday.  He is five today and we are trying (though super tired from too many late nights of working on the house) to make it a fun day for him. 

Now, going to buy store bought ice cream is a big deal for a two reasons:  1. We are normally too cheap to buy gluten free, dairy free ice cream  and 2. now that we live in the country, quick trips like this aren’t quick, so they don’t happen often. 

He choose neopolitan because obviously… three flavors for the (high) price of one was the way to go.

Anyway, on the way home, we were passing by some fields.  You all know that country driving in the summer often means you get to smell the country in all of it’s poopy glory.  Today was no different:

Annie:  Mommy, did you toot?

Me:  No.  Not me.

Jonah:  It smells like a skunk.

Annie:  It smells like rotten eggs.

Jonah:  Maybe it was a skunk who ate rotten eggs who then sprayed its nastiness.

It made me laugh.  Jonah’s sense of humor usually does.  He’s quiet, he’s witty, and he’s dry (just like his daddy).


Last night Jason and I were wrapping his presents and writing him his cards and we both stood speechless for a second realizing that our little guy is FIVE.  I know, I know, so classic, but WHERE DID THE TIME GO?  (Yes, I’m yelling that to the world).  Our little guy is getting to be a big boy and he is starting Kindergarten in the Fall.  Geez. 

I still remember his wicked fast and unexpected arrival into the world.  He came four weeks early, was escorted to the hospital in an ambulance while I was in labor because Jason got pulled over for speeding, and literally made his entrance as the doctor came running into the room. 

Everything about his life has been a blur of crazy.  From surgeries, to a gazillion doctor appointments, to PT, to evaluations, etc. 

Yet everything about his personality is laid back, slow, and just so….his dad.  In this family, the “like father, like son” fits to a T.

In hopes of remembering his awesomeness at age 5, I present his yearly interview:

What is your favorite color(s)?

orange, green, and red

What is your favorite sport?  Why?

Gymnastics because it gives me good exercise. 

Who is your favorite friend?


What do you like to do during your “free time?”

Playing with our new cash register and look at books.

What do you want to be when you grow up?

Hmmmm….maybe a farmer.

What is your favorite and least favorite meal?

Favorite is hot dogs and french fries and my least favorite is stir fry.

What is your favorite dessert?

Chocolate torte and ice cream.

What is your favorite and least favorite subject in school?


Least Favorite=metal inserts (pre-writing activity)

What do you like to do with Annie and James?

Play in the pool and ride our bikes and playing in the playroom.

What do you like to do with your family?

Play Sorry and wrestle with daddy.

What do you like to do with your friends?

Play with them.

What is the most important thing that you know about God?

That He is nice.

I’m so honored and humbled that God choose us to parent Jonah.  I pray daily for the grace to raise him up to know, love, and serve our Lord and to have a deep and passionate love for our holy, Roman Catholic faith. 


Interestingly, Jonah has taught us so much about our Heavenly Father’s love, compassion, and complete care for his children.  We *know*, not just intellectually, but spiritually, too, that God has it under control.  God has humbled us immensely through our hills and valleys with Jonah and I’m so grateful. 

Happy 5th Birthday to my sweet boy! 


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